#rhea ripley x liv morgan

[south-of-heaven]

Rhea Ripley x reader x Liv Morgan taking a bunch of abandoned kittens home?

Kittens || Rhea Ripley x Reader x Liv Morgan

Summary: When you and your girlfriends find a bunch of abandoned kittens by the side of the road you can't just leave them there.

A/N: I did in fact pick names of animals Liv and Rhea have/has had.

The engine's hum faded as you pulled over to the side of the road, your eyes catching the faint movement near the curb. Illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights, a small cluster of kittens huddled together, abandoned and vulnerable.

You and your girlfriends, Rhea and Liv, shared a weakness for animals that was impossible to ignore. The mere sight of those tiny furballs stirred something in your collective hearts, compelling you to stop and investigate.

Liv, always the first to jump into action, exclaimed, "Oh, my gosh! Look at them!" Her eyes widened with a mix of excitement and concern.

Rhea, with her tough exterior, cracked a small smile, unable to resist the appeal of the little felines. "We can't just leave them here."

With a unanimous decision, the three of you stepped out of the car, drawn to the soft mewing of the kittens. They were barely a few weeks old, their eyes still sealed shut, shivering in the chilly night air.

Liv crouched down, gently picking up one of the kittens. "We're taking them home, right?" she declared, her tone leaving no room for debate.

You nodded, already envisioning a cozy corner of your shared home filled with blankets and a makeshift bed for the newfound furry companions.

Rhea, usually the voice of reason, was surprisingly on board. "Yeah, we're taking them home."

In a makeshift rescue operation, you used a cardboard box from your trunk to carefully gather the kittens. Liv cradled one in her arms while Rhea secured the rest. The car ride home was filled with cooing and laughter as the kittens explored their temporary cardboard abode.

Once home, you transformed a quiet corner of your living room into a kitten haven. Soft blankets, a small box for shelter, and bowls of warm milk were arranged with love. Liv couldn't resist naming each one, and soon enough, you had a litter of new family members — Rumble, Mazikeen, Mania, and Ryuk.

As you and your girlfriends watched over the kittens, feeding them and marveling at their playful antics, a shared warmth settled in the room. It was more than just the joy of saving these little lives; it was the realization that your love for each other extended to the creatures you welcomed into your home.

Rhea, usually the stoic one, found herself laughing as one of the kittens clumsily batted at a toy. Liv, with her vibrant energy, was enchanted by their antics. And you, caught in the middle of this adorable chaos, couldn't have asked for a more perfect night.

In that unexpected moment on the side of the road, you didn't just find kittens; you found a shared commitment to compassion and care, a testament to the strength of your bond with Rhea and Liv. The kittens, now part of your little family, purred contentedly, blissfully unaware of the love they had stumbled upon that fateful night.

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[riptideripley]

Chapter One: Catering.

Word Count:630

April 18th 2022. The date replayed in her head like an ongoing record that could never be shut off. An annoying itch in her brain. It was the day she lost someone she thought loved her. Rhea Ripley.

Liv recalls that day very clearly in her mind,never letting it slip away. She was so close to a victory but let Rhea down..then lost her. Everything in her mind was spiraling, she tried talking to Rhea backstage but was just ignored and pushed to the side. She felt hopeless and alone.

She finally teamed with Raquel and moved on, but just when things were going well..Rhea came crawling back to ruin it. Injuring her tag partner. “You know Liv..if only you would’ve listened to me when i offered you a spot in my group.” she would constantly remind Liv every single day..until she did the unthinkable. She injured Liv.

———

Rhea sat backstage every Monday, watching every match since Liv had, even traveling to Smackdown. She felt bad for stalking a former lover like this when she has Dominik but..Dominik had other plans with Damian anyway so it didn’t matter to her what she did that much.

Rhea glanced at her phone, looking at the time only to see a text from Damian saying he’ll be with Dominik for the night. She chuckled silently to herself knowing exactly what he meant, tucking her phone into her pocket before rising out of her slightly uncomfortable chair. She decided to head to catering to grab a small snack since she barely ate all day, but there she was. The woman she was stalking. Liv Morgan. They made eye contact for a split second before Liv turned her attention back to the bottle of water she was grabbing. Rhea could only smile, she knew deep down Liv still loved her and only masked it with hate.

Liv tried to ignore her and just drink her water peacefully while relaxing after her match that got interrupted by Becky Lynch. Little did she know Rhea had followed her there and was watching her every single move. She felt the couch she was sitting on sink next to her and froze, not daring to see who it was..until she heard that familiar voice. “Liv..had a great match out there hm?” Rhea spoke, breaking the silence between them. It was just them two alone in the room, giving Rhea granted access to do whatever she pleased. Liv finally decided to give Rhea a quick look, or so she thought. It was like she was in a trance all over again. She just couldn’t look away which tortured her.

Rhea smiled as she noticed this, setting the plate of fruit she had down on the small coffee table and scooting closer to Liv. Before Liv could even process what was happening, she was straddling Rhea’s lap kissing her. God how much she missed these soft lips of hers..suddenly snapping into reality and pulling herself off of Rhea. “Awe what’s wrong honey? We were just getting started..” Rhea spoke softly as she stood up, towering over Liv who just stood there slowly processing everything. “I..I fucking hate you!” she yelled as she stormed out of the room leaving behind her water. ‘Sure you do’ Rhea thought to herself chuckling, grabbing her fruit and heading to her locker room. She noticed a note on her black vanity and began reading it as she munched on the pineapple from her plate.

“Meet me in room 222

- Liv. ”

Rhea has never grinned this wide in her life. Quickly finishing her fruit, she packed up her stuff and checked the time. 9:30. Enough time for her to go to her room before meeting Liv.

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[dmysterioblog]

Chapter XIII ✧ The Last Time

Paring; Rhea Ripley x Roman Reigns

Summary: Rhea throws herself in the fire…literally

Warnings; angst

Word Count: 7.3k

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A/n: Yall ain’t see this one coming…

“You wanna chew?” Zoey asked as she arched an eyebrow at Rhea who was almost rushing in eating her breakfast. Both of them, as well as Raquel and Shayna, all sat together that Monday morning at the cafeteria as they had their breakfast at 9:00 AM. “You’re gonna choke yourself, slow down.”

“I’m gonna be late for this meeting- I need to hurry.” Rhea only said as she drank some of her juice after managing to immediately eat her sandwich.

“Well, we can take you there. Where is it at though?”

“Triple H’s office.” She quickly said as she gulped down her juice before she wiped her hands and mouth with a napkin. Raquel took a bite out of her toast before she ate it as she spoke.

“I spoke with Liv yesterday, like I told you.” She told Rhea who finished wiping her mouth and hands and looked at her.

“Did she say anything?”

“Well, she said she still wants the match, unfortunately.” Raquel began- causing Shayna to roll her eyes and mumble a ‘of course she does’ underneath her breath while Raquel continued speaking. “But she does want to talk to you personally before we go into Raw.”

“Talk about what? She clearly hates Rhea for what she did to her— no offense, Ripley—“ Zoey quickly pointed out as she looked at Rhea for a second before she turned back to the others. “What else could she possibly want aside from, you know, revenge? Payback?”

“Rhea’s title.” Shayna pointed out as she leaned back and drank her coffee.

“And that’s where you’re wrong. Cuz I’m taking it away from her.”

“In your dreams.” Rhea scoffed and rolled her eyes.

“I mean, I almost took it away from you at Crown Jewel, so…”

“I think all of us almost did.” Raquel clarified. “But to be fair, Rhea won in the end, so.”

“I mean hey, as long as Rhea doesn’t become a part-time champ like Roman—“ Zoey was cut off when Rhea gave her a look from where she sat. She immediately contemplated on what she said as she then took it back. “… I’m joking.”

“I’m gonna remember that when we step in the ring at Survivor Series.” Rhea told her before she sat up while Zoey grimaced.

“Fuck.”

“Should’ve kept your mouth shut.”

“Shut up, Shayna.”

“Okay, are we done here? We need to move now, órale pues.” Raquel urged them as she finished her breakfast while she also sat up.

“Yeah, we’re done, let’s go.”

The four began to walk away from the cafeteria as they chatted with one another. As she listened to Raquel speak about how she was possibly going to have a match against Nia next week, she then suddenly spotted Roman walking out the elevator along with Jimmy and Solo.

Part of her wanted to walk up to him, but she opted to look away and listen to Raquel speak and even chuckle in amusement. “Try to leave your make-up on her gear again, see how she’ll react.”

“Oh she’ll not like it. Trust me.” Shayna laughed as the four walked outside and went to Raquel’s rental car. “I’ll be the first one howling in laughter when that happens.”

“You gotta let Rhea deal with her next though.” Zoey told Raquel as they got inside the car. “Or- hold on, let Shayna deal with her.”

“Zoey, do you hate me that much?”

“Pft, no.”

Rhea was about to connect her phone to the car’s Bluetooth when Raquel beat her to it. “Nope, we’ll play mine today.” Rhea arched an eyebrow at that.

“Okay, Miss-Wants-To-Do-Everything, I see you.”

“It’s Monday, we gotta wake up.”

“Oh I know how to wake y’all up, hold on.” Zoey immediately rolled her window down before she crawled out and sat, pointing at Rhea and herself as she began to yell. “I want everyone here to look at us here, because we’re gonna beat the hell out of each other at Survivor-fucking-Series! WOO!”

“Oh my god—“ Rhea rubbed her face while Shayna laughed while Raquel chuckled and shook her head. Turning the engine on before she began to drive them away with Zoey crawling back inside the car. They were only five minutes away from their destination until Raquel had to head to the gas station to fill up the car’s tank. Shayna volunteered in doing so while Zoey went with her to buy something. Leaving both Raquel and Rhea inside the car.

“Hey Raq?”

“What?” Raquel asked as she was scrolling through her phone while Rhea spoke.

“Can you be honest with me? Brutally honest.”

“Yeah, sure, why?”

“… was I in the wrong for turning on Liv a year ago?”

Raquel lowered her phone at that as she remained silent for a few seconds before she spoke. “… look. Turning on her just to find your own way wasn’t the right way to go. I’ll admit it. You did her wrong.” She told her best friend. “If I were you, I would’ve ended things differently with her. You wanted to be successful, you wanted to become stronger- prove yourself, and I get that. But you didn’t have to hurt Liv in order to prove that.”

Rhea remained silent as she leaned back on her seat while Raquel turned to her. She then seemed to ponder before Raquel decided to speak. “But I had my fault in that too, Rhe Rhe. I did the same thing to you years ago. Which is why I really, really wanted to talk to you about all of this, along with Liv.”

“…”

“Rhea. We need to move on. All of us.”

“… I know.” She mumbled as she looked down. “I need to talk to her. And Dom. And possibly Reigns and—“

“Whoa slow down, just one at a time. Remember, you said you needed time, okay?”

“Raq, what if today’s my last day I get to live?”

“Oh please, don’t be dramatic—“

“I’m serious!” Rhea blurted out. “Just- okay, let’s say, if I was told and proven that my last day to live was today, what do you think would be the first thing I do?”

“Okay, one, you’re literally 27, you’re too young to die. You’re active, you’re healthy, and if someone tried to kill you then they wouldn’t even stand a chance to begin with.” Raquel scoffed. “And two, if you’re going to make amends, I’d say just talk to them separately. But please please give yourself a break too. You need it.”

“Yup! What she said!” They heard Zoey say as she got inside the car while Shayna was filling up the tank. “I don’t know what you guys are talking about but I agree.”

“¿Ya ves?” Raquel told Rhea. “Don’t overthink it, Rips. Everything’s going to be fine.”

“Guys, I don’t want to rush but I kinda need to go and train with Shayna in like thirty minutes.” Zoey said as she looked at the time on her phone.

“Well, tell Shayna to hurry.”

“Gotcha- Shayna, hurry your ass up, Rhea’s gonna be late for her meeting!”

“I’m almost done, damn!”

After Shayna was finished, she got back inside the car as she gave the fuel receipt to Raquel before she drove off with them.

“Call us when you’re done! We’ll meet back at the hotel to get ready!” Raquel called out from her car as Rhea walked away after bidding them goodbye.

“I will!”

She then watched as another car pulled over as soon as Raquel drove away. Standing near the building, she saw that it was Iyo and Damian as the latter was dropping him off. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips before he got out of the car as she drove away. Arching an eyebrow, she watched as he went up to her.

“So does this mean Bayley knows already?”

“Yeah well, about that… Dakota knows. And Kairi.” Damian told her as they both walked together inside the building. “Iyo wants to plan on telling Bayley today.”

“And you’re okay with it?”

“Well, just as long as Bayley doesn’t give me the stink eye, I think we’re good.” He simply said as he folded his hands inside his pockets before he turned to her. “And you? How have you been?”

“I’m fine, I guess.” Rhea told him as they both walked down the hall. “I mean, aside from feeling like crap… I’m okay.”

“Dom has been wanting to talk to you.” Damian stated to her. At that, she blinked as she turned to face him and stopped walking.

“He did?”

“Yeah. He asked me if it was the right thing to do. He didn’t know if he should either ignore you or settle things once and for all.” He said to her, “I told him you both should talk.”

“I’m probably gonna get a ‘I wouldn’t want us to talk again’ kind of thing.”

“Nah, you won’t.” Damián reassured her as she turned to face him.

“And how do you know that?”

“You’ll see. Oh, here they come.” He gestured behind her as they turned to see Finn and Dominik walk inside the building, along with the Bloodline as well.

“Sorry we’re late, traffic jam.” Finn said as he greeted the two with a fist bump.

“It’s all good man.”

“Yeah, you’re good. We only have fifteen minutes until the meeting.” Rhea reassured. Jimmy was then the next that came up to them as he also greeted them.

“Y’all ready for tonight? Cuz guess who just got permission to be your fourth member for War Games.” Jimmy said with a huge grin. At that, Finn, Damian, and Dom’s brows rose at the same time as they looked at him.

“Wait, for real?”

“But how- You’re on Smackdown—“

“Hey, our groups are officially gonna be 100% unified, remember?” The Uso twin told them. “We’re gonna be taking over Raw AND Smackdown soon!”

“Shit, you’re right.” Damián mumbled before a smile appeared on his face. “Well, we did prove that this deal did come in handy.”

“Hell yeah, Uce! Oh- by the way, should we come up with a new name? I don’t know, like I kinda don’t wanna ruin the whole vibe, you know what I’m saying?”

“Yeah, no, true,” Finn agreed. “But we should let Rhea and Roman decide that, we can talk about it more after the meeting—“

“Yeah, for sure—“

The group chatted amongst each other while Rhea also crossed her arms and leaned against the wall as she listened on. She then decided to take a seat to wait until they were called up for the meeting when Dom suddenly walked up and sat beside her.

“Hey…”

“Oh. Hey…” Rhea mumbled, looking at him momentarily before she looked down.

“… how have you been?” Dom was the first to ask while he also looked down on the floor. Another wave of guilt hit her yet again, knowing damn well that she should’ve been asking him that question instead, even though she already knew the answer to it.

“… I haven’t been doing well.” She mumbled as she leaned back on her seat. “It’s been…”

“I know.” Dom mumbled before he nodded in understanding. “Everything happened so fast and… we didn’t get the chance to properly talk about everything.”

At that, Rhea looked up at him while he seemed to think about what he wanted to tell her before he opened his mouth yet again. “Priest told me that… you had a mental breakdown after everything that happened at Crown Jewel.”

“What?” She blurted out as she blinked. “How did…?”

“Raquel told him. He was trying to check up on you, so he asked her.”

“Oh… right, yeah, that makes sense.”

“Yeah, well… anyways, I… I got worried.” He told her sincerely. “But I was also hurt, Rhea. I mean, if we’re going to be realistic here… you cheated on me. Twice.”

“And I would do anything to take it all back.” She told him while she swallowed back the knot that was forming in her throat. “I know that an apology isn’t going to fix this but… I don’t want us to end badly, Dom. I really don’t want you to…”

“To hate you?”

“… Yeah.”

She then closed her eyes after she gave her answer, still willing herself not to cry as Dom then spoke yet again.

“I don’t think I can even hate you right now, Rhea. It’s just…” Dom hesitated at first, pausing mid sentence before he took a deep breath. “… I don’t think it’s gonna work out between us this time. I think- I think we’re better off as friends. You have a lot to process and I need time too. But the last thing that I want you to think is that I’m gonna hate you. Because you’ve made it impossible for me to hate you.”

Rhea could only look down as he said this. Her urge to cry was still being held back as she took a deep breath which went noticed by him as he stood up with her.

“Hey, come here.” He told her softly as he embraced her while she also returned the hug. She pursed her lips together in a thin line as she tried her best not to cry right then and there. “I’m not mad anymore, okay? But… just know that this is for the better. We both deserve better. Even you.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I know.” He broke away slightly only to cup her face before he placed a hand on her shoulder. “But I’m not going to stop talking to you or anything, okay? Just because we’re breaking up, doesn’t mean that I’m going to leave Judgement Day- I mean, if we can even call it that at this point. We can still be friends, just like how we started off, remember?”

“Yeah… yeah.” She nodded while she gave him a sad, small smile, while he also returned it.

“Also… I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but,” He folded his hands inside his pocket. “Give the guy a chance.”

“Excuse me?”

“Roman. I'm talking about Roman, Rhea.”

“Oh, that’s not— I don’t think that—“

“Ahhhh come on, I’ve seen the way he looks at you.” He said as he chuckled. “You both stopped talking. Is there a reason why?”

“I uh… I asked him to give me space after everything that went down.” She told him as she folded her arms together. “It’s like you said, I have a lot to think about…”

“Well, if you want my advice, don’t overthink it.” Dom said to her as he patted her shoulder. “It’s gonna hurt your head a lot. Trust me, I know what it feels like.”

They both chuckled when they were suddenly called up for the meeting. At that, the group began to gather together as they made their way to Triple H’s office. At one point, Rhea suddenly tapped Dom’s shoulder.

“Hey Dom?”

“Yeah?”

“… thanks for choosing me to be in your life.”

Dom turned his head and smiled at that, before he placed an arm around her shoulders. “It’s something I won’t regret. Ever.”

She smiled at that before the two went to join the group as they all went inside the office. What Rhea didn’t know was that this could more than likely be the last conversation she would have with him.

7:00 PM

“Wait wait wait wait, WAIT.” Raquel immediately dragged Rhea to the corner of the locker room as they both looked around to make sure no one was listening. “Drew? As in THE Drew McIntyre?”

“Yeah, he’s gonna be the fifth member for war games.” Rhea whispered to her. “But don’t tell anyone.”

“Oh no, my lips are sealed, no worries.” She immediately told her before they both went inside the women’s bathroom. “But Drew? How did you—?”

“Well, he has beef with Jey for what he did back when he was in the Bloodline, and now even with Seth after losing at Crown Jewel, so.” Rhea explained to her as they checked themselves in the mirror. “And sure, he is aware that the Bloodline is allied with us, but he only wants this to be a temporary alliance just to get his payback, and that’s it.”

“Damn.” Raquel mumbled as she fixed her hair. “If it wasn’t because you had a title match against Zoey at Survivor Series…”

“What? What about it?”

“Well I mean, I’m glad you’re giving Zoey a chance and all, but I kinda wished you formed a group for War Games.”

“Seriously?”

“Well yeah, duh. It would be you, me, Zoey, Shayna, and maybe, just maybe—“ Their conversation was cut off when they heard the door open as they turned to see Liv walk in when she suddenly noticed the two and paused in her steps.

“Oh… I was looking for you.” Liv suddenly told Rhea. At that, Rhea looked at her while Raquel looked between the two.

“I’ll… leave you guys alone- but don’t beat each other up. Please.” She then walked away and left the bathroom as she closed the door. Rhea then sighed, placing both hands by the corner of the sink as she spoke.

“If you’re here to humiliate me even further—“

“No. No, I’m not here for that.” Liv immediately told her as she took a deep breath. “… I just want to talk. And look, we only have an hour before Raw starts, so we still have time to talk and decide if you really want to do this match or not, because if you don’t, then I’ll go to Pearce and call it off.”

The room was silent only for a few minutes as Rhea could gaze down at the sink. This gave Liv the opportunity to speak further as she went beside her.

“… I wish you would’ve spoken to me back then.” She mumbled as she also looked down at the sink. “I know you were struggling to reach the top and wanting to be the best, and I completely understand, because I was trying to do that too. But that wasn’t an excuse to hurt me or push me away.”

“…”

“I was going to make a plan to see you fail, to see you lose your championship and make you pay when I came back here after I got medically cleared, but… I couldn’t do it. Because I know I wouldn’t gain anything by watching you lose.”

“… you would just gain a title.”

At that, Liv scoffed. “Do you think I even care about that right now? I might be moved to Smackdown temporarily just for War Games to join Bianca’s team, I’m not going to have time to deal with you by then.” She mumbled. Her voice even cracked when she spoke. “I knew that deep down when you said that I was dead to you, you were lying. Because that’s your way to project, and it’s not okay. Not for you, at least.”

The taller woman listened to her as she kept gazing down before she looked up, letting out a sharp exhale before it was her turn to speak. “You’re right.” She whispered, before she decided to speak a bit more clearly. “I was… tired of feeling weak and vulnerable. I was tired of losing and I couldn’t no longer do it. And I know. I made the wrong approach. I should’ve done it differently. I should’ve spoken to you, I should’ve let you know in a more peaceful way that I was going to go my own way. And… and for that, I’m sorry.”

“… that’s all I ever wanted to hear all this time.” Liv mumbled. “I understand your perspective. But… even if the damage is already done and dusted, a part of me is wishing that you did speak to me back then. It would’ve been less painful if you did. I would’ve rather you let me down slowly than making me ask myself what I did to deserve all of this.”

The bathroom was silent yet again as Rhea couldn’t find the words to speak. Liv was debating on whether she should leave the bathroom or not as she was just about to walk out the door when Rhea stopped her.

“Don’t call off the match.”

“What?”

“You said you would have rather had us end things differently back then.” She told her as she finally faced her while Liv looked back at her. “So… No matter which one of us wins that match, I want to end it on good terms this time. No more stabs, no more fights… I want to end all of this in a truce.”

Liv’s face softened only slightly at that. Before she could speak, she suddenly heard her phone ring as she took it out of her pocket and looked at it. “Ah crap, I need to get ready. I need my makeup.” She put her phone back inside her pocket. “We can talk more after Raw ends, I’m kinda in a hurry.” She turned to walk away once more.

“Liv?”

“Yeah?” She turned her head to face Rhea as soon as her hand was placed around the doorknob.

“It… wouldn’t also hurt to start all over again. After the match, as friends. If that’s okay with you.”

Liv looked at her momentarily before she also looked down, pondering until she made her choice as she glanced back at her. “I’ll give you my answer after Raw.” With that, she opened the door and walked away while Rhea stood there. She then saw as Raquel went in, looking a bit surprised as she blinked at her.

“That went… different than I expected it would.”

“Yeah… it did.” She mumbled.

“You okay though?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” Rhea reassured her with a small smile before she also looked at the time. “I need to gather with the boys. You need anything before I leave?”

“No, I’m good. I’m just gonna go hang out with Zoey and Shayna, but if you need anything, just come down to us.”

“Will do.” With that, both women left the bathroom, closing the door behind them before they went their separate ways with Rhea deciding to meet up with her crew at their locker room, along with the Bloodline who were also there as well.

Soon enough, Monday Night Raw had just begun. Damian, Finn, Dom, and Jimmy were just getting themselves ready to interrupt Cody, Jey, Sami, and Seth’s segment as the group watched from the TV inside the locker room when suddenly, a Pyro went off in the background. Which somewhat confused the group and even made Dom yelp a bit in his spot.

“Hey, now, come on,” Sami had spoken as he chuckled, almost as an attempt to calm the audience around the arena. “I know this is an exciting thing but—“

He was cut off when the Pyro still went off once again. This time, the group grew even more confused.

“Hey, what’s the deal with tech lately? Are they seeing this?” Damian asked as he blinked.

“The real question is, are they even triggering those things in the first place?”

“Uh, can we get someone to check on these things? They’re not supposed to go off…” Sami’s uneasy voice was heard through the screen.

“Yeah man, Cody and I haven’t won back the tag titles yet, relax.” A nervous chuckle could also be heard from Jey. The group didn’t care much about Jey’s comment as they watched until another Pyro went off in the background.

“Dude what the hell—“ Suddenly, from the entrance backstage, they could see a small source of fire beginning to form, right where the Pyro was going off lately. At that, the audience began to panic which was noticed by the four superstars in the ring. Cody then began to call out for help as a group from maintenance immediately came down to shut off the fire when suddenly, from the top of the ceiling, another Pyro had gone off as well and even started to catch fire. Another which was near the ring did the same, startling the four wrestlers, the audience, as well as the locker room.

“Everyone out! Now!” They could all hear Pearce’s voice call out through the screen. “Everyone step away from the arena asap in a orderly manner, there will be officials and security escorting you all out—“

“Guys I smell smoke—“ Dom immediately said as he sat.

“What the fuck is happening—“

“Guys we have to go.” Rhea urged the group as she gathered her things. “Now!”

Without any questions, they all began to immediately leave the locker room, taking all of their stuff with them, such as their bags, belts, and including Damian’s briefcase. When they passed by the entrance through the arena, they saw that the fire was beginning to slowly grow due to the pyro having malfunctioned, urging them to run faster until other superstars also joined in. It was a heavy and large crowd, all of them urgently going through the parking area as soon as they left backstage. Some of them walked all the way to the front of the building to start gathering while others just went into their cars to do so. When they arrived, everyone grouped up along with the audience that were present that night for the show.

“The hell was that all about—?!” Miz’s voice asked through the crowd.

“Don’t know, but I’m being told that Pearce is contacting Triple H and that the fire squad should be on their way.” Cody stated, causing a bewildered reaction from a few of the gathered superstars.

“Fire squad? Wait— is the fire—?”

“Apparently it’s going to get worse. The other pyros within the arena and hanging from the ceiling also started to malfunction as soon as everyone began to be escorted out the building.”

“What the fuck…” Becky was the one to blurt out that comment at her husband’s explanation.

“Well, at least everyone’s out, right?” Indi’s voice also came through the crowd as everyone looked around. Making sure that everyone was present and that they were all okay.

Rhea looked around, just as soon as she made sure her group was okay, with the addition of Raquel, Zoey, and Shayna. Everyone was too busy checking on each other, but there was one thing that Rhea couldn’t hear nor notice among the crowd. Something felt off. Something was wrong.

Liv was nowhere to be seen.

She suddenly paused as she looked around before she glanced back at the building. The last time she saw Liv was her leaving the women’s bathroom to grab her makeup and gear to get ready. After that, she didn’t see her again. And it’s been fifteen minutes since they all evacuated the building and the fire was more than likely starting to get worse and—

No...

Liv was still inside.

Once again she looked around, noting how the crowd didn’t take any notice of Liv nor was her name even uttered by any of them. At that, panic began to settle in as she looked between the crowd, then the building. The fire squad wasn’t still here, and the fire is probably going to take up the entire building at this rate…

Why wasn’t anyone even wondering where she was?!

She looked down at the purple bandana that hung from her pocket before she took it in her hand. An idea came to her as she looked at it, before she glanced up at the building, then back at the crowd, who were yet again all still discussing about how the hell the fire even happened. They were too busy still talking about a bunch of nonsense when they should be focusing on the only missing person among their group. And because of that, she made her choice.

Making sure the group didn’t cast a glance at her, she went through the crowd unnoticed as she placed the bandana on the lower side of her face, covering only her mouth and nose, before she managed to find a way inside the building where no one could spot her.

She had to get Liv out of there.

Because if she didn’t, no one else was, and it would be too late.

She almost cried out as she attempted to lift herself, only for her left leg to still be stuck underneath the large chest that was also buried by a large amount of iron poles and other heavy objects that had fallen when the fire began to worsen. She coughed, the smell of smoke overwhelming her as she was trying her best to break free. Liv turned slightly just to place both hands on her trapped leg in an attempt to pull it out, but not even her own strength allowed her to do so. She braced her hands on the floor, trying to support herself and avoid fainting from all the smoke inhalation. It’s been already twenty minutes since the fire had begun to spread around the building and she was still trapped backstage.

Now, the fire was growing worse and it would only be a matter of time until the smoke would make her breathing become even more difficult or until she was burned alive.

“Help! HELP!” Liv cried out. “Somebody help! Please!”

She coughed, the smoke still overwhelming her, tears running down her cheeks as she struggled to get out. She then looked up and more panic settled in when she saw the fire beginning to grow worse

“HELP! SOMEONE! PLEASE!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Using her other leg in an attempt to push the chest away.

“LIV!”

At the voice, Liv immediately stopped as her eyes widened. Abruptly, she turned her head to the source of the voice as she saw none other than Rhea running up to her, a bandana covering the lower part of her face. Immediately, she removed her own bandana and placed it around Liv’s lower half of her face instead.

“No, Rhea— wait, don’t do that—!”

“I’m getting you out, just hang on.” Rhea immediately said as she looked and analyzed the situation before her, seeing how Liv’s left leg was stuck underneath the large chest and cluster of iron poles. She then looked at the direction to where the smoke was coming from the fire nearby before she decided to immediately act, taking out all the poles at a rapid pace.

“Rhea— Rhea, you need to cover yourself—“

“I’ll be fine, just focus on getting you out of here okay?!” Rhea blurted out.

“But—!”

“Damn it Liv, I’m not leaving you all alone here!” She yelled once again. “I’m not letting you die on my watch. We’re gonna get out of here alive, you understand me?!”

Liv watched as Rhea began to remove every heavy object on top of the chest immediately. Five more minutes had already passed until all the objects from the chest had been removed. Using all her strength, Rhea grunted as she began to lift and push the heavy chest away until she was able to free Liv’s leg. When she attempted to move it, Liv almost cried out in pain. Her leg had been fractured from her fall as well as from the damage that it took from all the heavy objects that had fallen underneath it. At that, Rhea didn’t hesitate as she helped Liv up, placing the smaller woman's arm around her shoulders for support while she held Liv’s waist. When Liv realized that the fire was getting worse yet again, she turned to Rhea.

“Rhea we need to go—“

“I know—“ She said as she helped Liv, the two of them rushing off with Liv using her good leg as support. The fire around them didn’t help much as the path was already unrecognizable at this rate, but still, Rhea was more than determined to get Liv out of there.

Even if it was the last thing that she did.

Ten more minutes had passed, the two trying to find an exit as they looked around and tried to dodge the fire as much as they could. However, Liv suddenly paused when she heard Rhea cough and turned to her.

“Rhea, wear this—“ She was about to take off the bandana when Rhea stopped her.

“No- don’t.” Her voice sounded a bit raspy. “You’ve been here longer than me.”

“Rhea, you’re barely breathing.” Liv insisted. “Please just wear it—“

“No, Livie— I’m fine…” She insisted as she grunted and still kept dragging the two of them out.

However, Liv was right. Because of all the force Rhea had used back when she was freeing her and because of the smoke inhalation, Rhea was barely even taking a minute to breathe. She was only focusing on freeing Liv that she didn’t even care about herself in the first place. And now because she didn’t have any protection, she was inhaling more smoke. And that wasn’t a good sign.

Five more minutes had passed. Rhea and Liv were moments away from looking for an exit when the taller woman’s pace began to slow down.

“Rhea?” Liv turned to look at her in concern. “Rhea, what’s wrong?”

“I…” Rhea didn’t had time to process as she began to see her vision blurry. At that moment, she began to focus on trying to find her breathing after not being able to for a long time.

But she was too late.

She passed out.

“Rhea? RHEA!?” Liv fell down on the floor along with Rhea’ unconscious body. She began to panic immediately and tried to wake her up.

“Rhe Rhe wake up! I need you to wake up!” She shook Rhea's body, “Please! We can start over okay? We can but for that I need you to wake up!” Liv checked for a pulse but it was mild. She realized that Rhea wasn’t going to wake up and began to scream for help in hopes that someone would hear her.

“The fire squad is on the way in a minute.” Pearce announced, walking back to the group of superstars as he carried a clipboard with him while they stood away from the building. “Now, I want to make sure that we’re all here, okay? I know it’s been a while since we evacuated but we need to make sure that everyone’s here.”

“About time.” Damian scoffed through the crowd as everyone looked around while talking amongst themselves, all the while Adam kept verifying and double checking that everyone was there.

Suddenly, Raquel looked concerned as she looked around. Her eyes tried to scan through the crowd when realization dawned on her.

What she said next made everyone immediately pause what they were doing and turn to face her.

“Where’s Liv and Rhea?”

Everyone went silent as they all looked around. “Wait, Rhea, she was with us earlier…” Damian trailed off as he shared a look with Dom, Finn, Jimmy, Solo, Paul, and Roman. “… wasn’t she?”

“Yeah she was but—“ Finn paused mid sentence as he pondered. “We looked away for a second—“

“”A second?” Raquel blurted out. “What about Liv? Has anyone seen her? Anyone? Someone?”

“The last time I saw her she was heading to the bathroom to get herself ready before the fire started and—“ Indi also paused mid sentence before she realized. At that, everyone shared a look as they all froze.

“Liv is still inside.”

“No…”

“Fuck.”

“Can you get the paramedics and the fire squad to hurry up?!” Seth yelled at Pearce. “Someone is stuck in there, it’s been thirty minutes!”

“Seth, I am doing everything I can.” Pearce told him calmly. “The fire squad will be here any second and I will be in touch with the paramedics asap and—“

“Rhea.” Dom suddenly interrupted. “She was with us here a few minutes ago. She’s not here anymore, where is she?”

“Did someone see her go somewhere else?”

“Someone try calling her, quick.” Out of everyone in the group, Damian was the first to reach for his phone and call Rhea’s. He began to call her when suddenly, they heard the faint sound of a phone ringing from afar. Everyone began to look around for the source of the noise until Roman was the first to detect it. He saw a phone laying on the ground several feet away from the building. At that, he grew wary as he went up to grab it when the others noticed.

He picked the phone up and when he did, he realized whose phone this was as Damian was the one calling it.

It was Rhea’s.

“Uce?” Jimmy called out. “Uce, what’s that?”

Slowly, Roman turned and walked back to the group as he had Rhea’s phone in hand and showed it to them. At that, Damian hung up, looking at the phone, then at Roman as they shared a look. “She dropped her phone—“

“She’s inside, she went after Liv…” Raquel suddenly spoke, dread suddenly filling her as she ran a hand through her hair.

“What? Rhea going after Liv?”

“Come on Raquel, that’s impossible, she wouldn’t—“

“Yes, she fucking would, Jey!” Raquel snapped at the other Uso twin.

“If she went after Liv then that means—“ Zoey was cut off when they all suddenly saw Roman approach Pearce.

“Pearce, how long until they get here?”

“Roman, I need you to stay put and—“

“I don’t give a fuck, when are they getting here?”

“Look- guys, we don’t know for sure if Rhea just either left or if she actually went in.” Cody tried to be the voice of reason. At that, Roman turned to face him. “Let’s just all calm down and—“

“Cody, you realize that no one was watching Rhea the past thirty damn minutes since we left the building?”

“I understand Roman, but—“

“No one was watching her, no one. If she was leaving, she would’ve fucking told us. But like Raquel said, if Liv is stuck in the building, Rhea would’ve gone after her.”

“Oh no.” Becky mumbled, her and her husband sharing a look before they looked at the building. “Oh no, what was that lass thinking—“

“Fuck— Reigns is right.” Damian said as he paced around before he looked at Pearce. “Pearce- can’t you just fucking rush these paramedics?”

“Damian, I’ve done all I can. For now we need to wait and… hope for them to get out safely.”

“Well, I’m not.” Roman suddenly said before he began to walk away. At that, everyone grew alarmed.

“Roman, where are you going?!”

“Hey, HEY! Roman!”

“Uce, don’t do this—“ Jimmy tried to stop his cousin as he tried to grab his arm but Roman shoved it away. He ignored every attempt from everyone stopping him as he walked straight towards the building. Suddenly, from the group, Dom was the next to walk away after Damian tried to stop him as well.

“Roman, wait!” He called out as he caught up to him and made him pause, taking out two purple bandanas from his pocket as he gave one to him. “Wear this. I’m going in with you.”

Roman stared at him for a few seconds, then at the cloth that he held. Without any questions or comments, he simply took it. Both of them wearing the piece of cloths on the lower half of their faces before they barged inside the building.

“Rhea please…” Liv almost choked out, trying her best to wake Rhea up. Liv had dragged them both away from the fire and somewhere safe within the building where the fire still didn’t reach them. However, the smoke was still around the building, which didn’t help Rhea as she was unable to wake up. Liv couldn’t do much as she had only dragged the two of them across the floor due to her injured leg.

“I need you right now, Rhea. Please.” Tears fell from her eyes. “You can’t die on me. Please. Please.”

She sat with her injured leg stretched on the floor while she held Rhea’s head on her lap. Looking up, she yelled once again, clinging onto the last bit of hope that she had.

“Help! HELP! SOMEONE HELP US! PLEASE!”

“Liv?!” She suddenly heard a male voice, and she turned her head to see two figures rush towards them.

Dom and Roman.

“Guys— help—!” She cried out as she tried to sit up straight, but cried out in pain as her injured leg protested yet again.

When the two noticed that she protested in pain due to her leg as they got closer, they also noticed Rhea unconscious in her arms and froze right then and there.

“No…”

“I— she barely had a pulse right now— it-it’s faint...” Liv choked out as she desperately tried to explain. “She- she went here to find me, I tried to tell her to cover herself but she wouldn’t listen, I was stuck in a rubble, she took me out of it, she was barely even breathing even when she tried to get me out of her and—and—“

She was cut off when the two men immediately knelt down both in front of them, Roman checking for a pulse on Rhea while Dominik went to assist Liv as he helped her up. At one point, Roman also noticed that Rhea’s pulse was faint. Wasting no time, he immediately carried her in his arms as he looked at Dom and Liv.

“Let’s get out of here.”

The paramedics and fire squad had arrived by the time the four were out of the building. At the sight of Rhea unconscious and in Roman’s arms, Damian and Raquel were the first ones to rush towards them along with the paramedics with Finn, Jimmy, and Solo trailing behind them. The other superstars also paused what they were doing as they looked, and many of them were shocked by what they saw.

The paramedics immediately carried two stretchers, one for Liv, and the other for Rhea. They had Roman place Rhea on the stretcher while Liv had some assistance in being placed on hers.

“What happened?” Damian immediately asked as they followed the group. “Reigns, Dom, what the hell happene—“

“I feel a faint pulse, her airway could be clogged.” One of the paramedics called out as they were treating Rhea. “How long has she been inside the building?”

“T-twenty minutes.” Liv said.

“She’ll need to be rushed to the hospital, her airway is more than likely compromised due to the smoke inhalation.”

“What?!”

“Compromised—? Is she going to be alright—?“ Raquel tried to ask as they followed the paramedics to the ambulances.

“Ma’am, we don’t know yet, but we need to rush her to the hospital asap. If we waste another minute, she’ll die.”

This was loud enough for everyone to hear. They could only watch as the paramedics immediately made their last preparations to transport Liv and Rhea to the hospital before getting them inside the ambulances. Without a word, Roman decided to follow along with Rhea until one of the paramedics stopped him.

“Sir— what is your relation to her?”

Roman paused as he looked at the paramedic, not even noticing that everyone’s attention was set on him as they all watched.

Raquel, Dom, Finn, Jimmy, Solo, and Damian were the ones to approach beside Roman. “We’re her friends- if it’s possible if we can—“

“Yes, but only two people can go in with her, I’m afraid. There’s not enough space.”

“You guys can go, we’ll follow.” Dom told Roman and Raquel. At that, Raquel nodded as her and Roman got inside the ambulance along with Rhea before they all left.

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Rhea Ripley x Liv Morgan oneshot! I’ve missed writing for these two so I gave myself a 15 minute time limit for a challenge to write something and here’s what came of it, which also explains the abrupt/rushed ending 😅 enjoy!

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After her loss to Becky Lynch on Raw, Liv Morgan didn’t bother sticking around the arena once she made her way back up the ramp. She chirped at Rhea and then left for the night with the sick taste of defeat in her mouth. She felt humiliated after getting caught off guard in the ring like she did.

A few hours pass by when a knock comes to Liv Morgan’s hotel room door and she reluctantly gets off of her bed to answer it.

“Who is it and why are you knocking on my door so late?” Liv calls from her side of the door and folds her arms over her chest without touching a single lock.

“I wanted to see your pretty face again since you left so abruptly.” Liv cocks her eyebrow up and moves to her door to unlock the locks and opens the door. “Ha, gotcha. Works every time.” Rhea Ripley smirks and leans her hands against the inside of the doorframe. “You ran off. I didn’t get to chance to tell you how impressed I was watching you against Becky tonight.”

“Yeah?” Liv crosses her arms and holds her position on the inside of the door, not allowing Rhea passage in just yet. “What do you really want?”

Rhea sighed slightly, allowing the smirk on her lips to diminish to a soft smile. “My room was double booked by mistake. You don’t mind sharing, do you?”

“Share?” Liv opened the door wider to show Rhea the confines of her hotel room that sported two chairs and only a singular bed. “I think it’s ballsy that you think I’d let you bunk with me in the first place.” And yet, after some thought, Liv let out a defeated sigh and pushed the door fully open and moved aside for Rhea to enter. “Bed’s yours, I’ll take the floor.”

Rhea chuckled and crossed her arms slowly over her chest as she walked inside the room and locking the door behind her. “It’s your room, I’ll take the floor. Or the chairs.”

“You’re the champ, you take the bed.”

“I’d prefer to share the bed with you.”

Liv went silent, staring Rhea down carefully.

“What’s your angle?”

“Why would I have an angle?”

“There’s always an angle with you when it comes to me. You trying to throw me off my game, is that it?” Liv took a step forward. “Did what I say before at Raw get to you? Because I meant it. Everything you have will be mine.” She took another step to where she was only a few inches away from Rhea. “I’m not letting you get in my head anymore, no more mind games.”

Rhea stared down at the blonde and cocked an eyebrow up but remained silent, trying to read the emotions that were on Liv’s face. Instead of speaking, she dropped her bag to the floor and lifted her shirt over her head, discarding it to the side to leave her in her sports bra. Next came her jeans that matched color to her bra, setting it to next to her shirt. Rhea smirked at a confused Liv and climbed into her bed, pulling the covers down and patting down on the spot next to her. “Coming to bed, darling?”

Liv shook her head and tried not to stare at the familiar sight before her eyes. She knew Rhea was up to something, she was always up to something. And she hated being in the crosshairs. The blonde hit the switch on the lamp and turned the fan on for background noise and climbed into bed next to Rhea. “Why me?”

“Why you what?” Rhea turned over to face Liv.

“Why do you think it’s okay to keep screwing with me? Why me out of everyone else in the hotel?” Liv shook her head again trying to keep her composure together. “Why-“ Liv halted her words when the Aussie moved closer to her, feeling their skin touch against their legs, the blonde’s breath going shaky. She turned over slowly to Rhea gazing at her with an interested smile pursed on her lips.

“Shh.” Rhea brought a finger to Liv’s lips to silence her. “No more questions, Livvy. You really did impress me tonight. You’ve been….really impressive since your Rumble return. I’m starting to think that maybe my time on top is slowly but surely coming to an end, and it won’t be because of Becky. It won’t be because of Nia, or Bianca, or anyone….except you. And shit, it would be an honor to have Liv Morgan dethrone me. She deserves it, and that’s genuine.”

When Rhea’s finger left her lips, Liv let out a deep sigh. Rhea Ripley, no matter what, has always been her weakness. She could try and try to convince herself otherwise but she would only be trying to trick herself. Liv feared that she was falling into another trap with Rhea but it had been too long. Maybe things have changed, maybe the Aussie was being genuine. There was only one way to find out.

“I hate you.” Liv whispered.

“Like you ever could.” Rhea whispered back.

Neither knew who made their move first and they didn’t care. Liv found herself on top of Rhea Ripley, legs straddled around her waist and arms above her head, crashing their lips together for a series of hungry, desirable kisses. She felt Rhea’s hands roam her body until one cupped her face to deepen their kisses and the other firmly grabbing at her ass, both women smiling in their kisses as they reconciled their issues with each other into the hours past midnight…

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Rhea Ripley Masterlist

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#wwe #wwe x reader #rhea ripley #demi bennett #rhea ripley x reader #demi bennett x reader #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #rhea ripley x damian priest #rhea ripley x finn balòr #rhea ripley x liv morgan

[qosbaez]

Pity || Rhea Ripley x Liv Morgan

Summary: The aftermath of the 2023 Royal Rumble.

The aftermath of the Royal Rumble was a swirling storm of emotions for both Rhea and Liv. Rhea, buoyed by the thrill of her victory, was eager to celebrate her hard-won success. But beneath her jubilant facade, a nagging sense of guilt gnawed at her conscience.

Liv, on the other hand, nursed a smoldering anger that threatened to consume her. The memory of Asuka's mist, blinding her and sealing her fate in the match, fuelled her resentment toward Rhea, whose success stood in stark contrast to her own bitter defeat.

As the chaos of the post-Rumble festivities unfolded backstage, Rhea made a beeline for Liv's dressing room, her heart heavy with concern. She knew that their relationship had been strained in recent weeks, but she couldn't bear the thought of Liv suffering alone.

Knocking tentatively on the door, Rhea waited with bated breath, her pulse quickening as she braced herself for the confrontation to come.

Liv's voice, tinged with bitterness, cut through the silence like a knife. "What do you want?"

Rhea swallowed hard, steeling herself for the rejection she knew was coming. "I just...I wanted to check on you. See how you're doing."

There was a pregnant pause before Liv responded, her tone icy and clipped. "I don't need your pity, Rhea. I'm fine."

Rhea winced at the sharpness in Liv's words, the sting of rejection cutting deep. But she refused to give up, her determination fueling her resolve to mend the rift between them.

"Liv, please," Rhea pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion. "I'm not here to pity you. I just...I wanted to know you were alright, okay? I hate seeing you hurting."

There was a long moment of silence before the door creaked open, revealing Liv's tear-streaked face. The walls she had built around herself began to crumble, her anger giving way to a raw vulnerability.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to push you away. It's just...it's been a rough night."

Rhea's heart ached at the sight of Liv's distress, her resolve strengthening as she stepped forward to envelop her in a gentle embrace. "I know, Liv. And I'm here for you, okay? Whatever you need."

As they stood there, locked in a tight embrace, the weight of their shared pain lifted, replaced by a sense of solidarity and understanding. In that moment, Rhea realized that their bond was stronger than any disagreement or misunderstanding.

From that day forward, Rhea and Liv worked to rebuild their friendship, each step forward a testament to the power of forgiveness and empathy. And as they faced the challenges of the wrestling world together, they knew that no matter what obstacles lay ahead, they would always have each other's backs.

#wwe #wwe imagine #wwe fanfiction #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x liv morgan #l4b #liv 4 brutality #liv morgan

[specialinterestshows]

You learn more about Rhea and Liv in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic.

Warnings for this section: Cannabis (weed), jealousy

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 39 of ?): You, Rhe, And Liv Makes Three

“It was nice meeting you tonight! Let me know if you need anything”

The text from Liv ended with a heart.

“Liv is messaging you?” Rhea asked, eyebrow raised as you blushed at the text on your phone, “How did the two of you meet anyway?”

“I was smoking in the bathroom,” you admit, “Coughed too loudly and she knocked, asked if I was okay, then we started talking.”

You had noticed Rhea’s body language shifted the moment she said Liv’s name and wondered if this was leading up to something.

“She mentioned being into you at one point,” you continue, watching her look of surprise at the statement, “Was she one of the women you had a crush on without realizing it?”

It was the first time you saw Rhea blush and refuse to look you in the eyes.

“It’s okay,” you assure her, “you can tell me - I won’t judge.”

Taking a deep breath, Rhea starts filling in the gaps of what you know about her and Liv Morgan.

“So, as I’m sure you’ve noticed by now, I can be intimidating in the ring - no one really thought to approach me in a kind or friendly manner, or if they did, that usually didn’t last long… But Liv was different. We worked well together as a tag team, but at the time, she also seemed like the only person who could break through the wall I would put up. She would make me smile when nothing and no one else would.”

You listened intently, giving Rhea an encouraging smile before she continues.

“There was a lot of talk around the locker room, and even with the fans; people speculating that we were dating or fucking. I never responded kindly when anyone asked me about it - but Liv never disputed it. There were times she would look at me and I thought I saw…” she ran her fingers through her hair, taking a beat before asking, “Did she really tell you she was into me?”

Despite knowing how much Rhea cared for you, it was difficult to fight the jealousy that crept at the corners of your mind. It wasn’t as though you blamed her for being into Liv, but you worried you were a bit less special to her now, somehow.

“She did,” you said, “She was pretty blunt about it.”

“I can’t believe I didn’t realize…” she mutters, trailing off.

“Sounds like you were too busy having a crush on her to see it,” you conclude, playfully nudging Rhea with your elbow.

She sat, brow furrowed, lost in thought for a moment - no doubt contemplating what could have been.

“There’s no way I would have been able to accept how I felt about her, even if I did know at the time,” Rhea concluded after shaking her head, “Besides, I wouldn’t want to change anything if there was even a small chance of me not meeting you.”

Your heart lept at her words as Rhea turned to look you in the eyes. Any jealousy you may have been feeling vanished.

“Thanks for listening to me, babe,” she says before pulling your uninjured hand up to her mouth to kiss, “It means a lot.”

“Sure thing, Rhe,” you smile as she presses her lips gently against your fingers.

“I’m so lucky,” she mutters between kisses that travel up your arm. You giggle at the soft sensations and moan slightly when she starts kissing your neck.

“Really?” Rhea teases you, “I haven’t even done anything yet!”

“I can’t help it,” you tell her, face growing warm, “You put your mouth on me and I just… stop thinking.”

“A bit of not thinking would be good for the both of us, now, wouldn’t it?” Rhea whispered in your ear before planting more kisses on your neck. Feeling her hand slowly moving up your thigh, you let out another moan before managing to ask, “Rules?”

“None,” Rhea says, fingers reaching under your skirt, “I just want to make my girl feel good.”

The pressure from her hand against your panties makes you moan louder, a wave of desire sweeping over you.

“You okay if I carry you to your bed?” she asks, planting one more kiss on your neck.

“Please do,” you sigh contentedly, giggling happily when she scoops you up in her arms.

[end part thirty-nine of ?]

Part 40: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/727857409128906752/absolute-smokeshow-part-40-of

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Tag List (thank you!)

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#wwe fanfiction #the judgment day #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio #liv morgan #liv morgan x reader #rhea ripley x liv morgan #lady!reader #the judgement day #specialinterestshows presents #absolute smokeshow

[kooassado]

imagine alpha!liv marking up omega!rhea as much as she can and not allowing her to cover the marks up, so everyone knows that she’s strictly livs

Oh yeah for SURE! Liv likes to mark her omega as much as she can. SPECIALLY when Rhea's in heat Liv goes crazy cuz she can't help herself. (Rhea doesn't complain because it turns her into a moaning mess).

I can imagine Rhea's friends openly teasing her whenever they see her with a bunch of bite marks on her body XD I can totally see Damian doing this btw- and she doesn't do anything except blush like a tomato while threatening that she'll kick him in the balls if he doesn't stop teasing her LOL.

Liv also furiously scents Rhea every time she goes out alone, -despite knowing Rhea can very well defend herself- Liv still wants to scent her just to send a warning to any nasty Alphas that try getting close to her 🤭

#rhea ripley #wwe #the judgment day #sub!rhearipley #bottom!rhea #omega!rhea #alpha!liv #rhea ripley x liv morgan #liv morgan #damian priest #dom!liv

[toreodaughter]

ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ[ ❤️ ; ⛓️ ] ── 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝟰𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ 𝑖'𝑚 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑑, ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔

#wwe #liv morgan #rhea ripley #liv 4 brutality #rhea x liv #rhea ripley x liv morgan #pls don't tag the wrestlers #like i'm soooo normal ok #toreodaughterwork

[diedinariptide]

Prompt #731

From this prompt for the 15 minute drabble generator challenge. Rhea visits Liv in her hotel room.

"I will never ask again after this." Rhea's voice was full of something Liv couldn't quite place. It couldn't be remorse. That wasn't an emotion Rhea Ripley possessed.

"Promises, promises," Liv tutted. She had half a mind to shut the hotel door right into Rhea's face. See how she liked it being left out in the cold.

Liv's face was blank, staring right through those pleading eyes she could never say no to. But she was different now. Stronger and wiser. Knew the deceit that lay in them.

But she wasn't cruel, not like Rhea was.

"Alright, come in," Liv sighed, opening the door. "But you're sleeping on the floor. The couch is too nice for you."

Rhea followed her into the room like a lost puppy looking for affection. She would be sorely mistaken if she thought she could get any here. The thank you was barely audible.

"Don't you want to know why I came here?"

Liv sat on the bed cross-legged, eyeing Rhea, who had settled down on the carpet. "You know Rhea... I honestly don't care. Shut up and go to sleep. You can leave in the morning, and we'll pretend this never happened."

Strangely, Rhea obeyed her once again. This must be some kind of sick game to her, coming to her room in the middle of the night demanding she let her sleep in her room when she had one of her own. A game Liv wasn't going to entertain.

With Rhea's back turned away from her, Liv finished changing and got into bed. She flicked the light switch by the bedside table, shutting off the light.

Rhea's soft uneven breaths betrayed her ruse of being fast asleep, and it annoyed Liv even further. Liv muttered a curse under her breath. She couldn't leave Rhea down with the dogs after all.

"I know you aren't sleeping."

No response.

With a not so silent groan, Liv got up to drag Rhea into the bed with her, clutching her by the shirt. "I changed my mind."

"Thank you, Liv."

"But you really have to be out in the morning. And you stay there on your side of the bed. I'm still angry with you."

#livley #rhea ripley #liv morgan #wwe fanfiction #rhea x liv #L4B #liv for brutality #rhea ripley x liv morgan

[south-of-heaven]

rhea ripley x fem!reader x liv morgan going to a costume party together?

Kitty cat || Rhea Ripley x Reader x Liv Morgan

Summary: You let your girlfriends dress you for a costume party.

The anticipation had been building for weeks, and tonight was the night of the big costume party. You had been cajoled into attending by your enthusiastic girlfriends. They were known for their love of all things Halloween, and this year, they were determined to make it unforgettable.

As you nervously sat on the couch in your living room, surrounded by an assortment of costumes and makeup, Rhea and Liv were practically buzzing with excitement. They had promised to take care of your costume, and you had reluctantly agreed to be their canvas.

"Alright, babe," Rhea said, holding up a sleek, black bodysuit with a tail attached. "You're going to be a little kitty cat."

You blinked at the costume, which looked incredibly sexy but also slightly revealing. "Are you sure about this, Rhea?"

Rhea grinned, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief. "Trust us, love. You'll look amazing."

Liv chimed in, holding up a pair of cat ears headband and a long, elegant cat-eye mask. "And these will complete the look."

With a deep breath, you gave in. "Alright, let's do it."

For the next hour, you allowed your girlfriends to transform you. They painted your lips with a bold, dark shade of red, accentuating your features with a sultry touch. The costume hugged your figure, making you feel both self-conscious and strangely empowered.

As the finishing touches were applied, you looked at yourself in the mirror. The result was astonishing. You looked like a fierce, seductive feline ready to conquer the night.

"Wow," you breathed, hardly recognizing yourself.

Rhea and Liv exchanged triumphant glances. "You look incredible," Rhea said.

"We knew you'd rock this," Liv added.

With a newfound confidence, you made your way to the party with Rhea and Liv at your side. The moment you walked in, heads turned, and all eyes were on you. Whispers of admiration and astonishment followed you as you moved through the crowd.

Rhea and Liv didn't leave your side for a moment, both proud and possessive of their little kitty cat. They took turns dancing with you, their hands roaming over your costume-clad body, sending shivers down your spine.

As the night wore on, you couldn't help but revel in the attention. The sultry cat persona was like a newfound alter ego, allowing you to embrace your sensuality in a way you never had before.

When the party finally began to wind down, you returned home with your girlfriends, still dressed as the alluring feline. Liv and Rhea didn't seem eager to let you out of their sight, and as you settled into bed, they flanked you on either side, their warm bodies pressed close.

"You were stunning tonight," Rhea murmured, her lips brushing against your ear.

Liv nuzzled your neck, planting soft kisses there. "Our sexy cat."

With their arms wrapped around you, you couldn't help but purr with contentment. The costume had brought out a side of you that you hadn't known existed, and it seemed that Rhea and Liv were more than eager to explore it further.

As you drifted off to sleep, nestled between your girlfriends, you couldn't help but smile. Tonight had been unforgettable, and it was clear that your sultry cat persona had captured the hearts of Rhea and Liv, ensuring that this Halloween would be one to remember for a lifetime.

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[wyrdle]

everyone: rhea stepping on people me: consider this: rhea letting her special someone step on her

More #liv4brutality nonesense. I'm a sucker for big scary gf who is actually a very mushy dummy to their more forward partner lmao. I think most people would consider this ooc but idc I like dummy stronk and in love characters sm.  Also: tough demeanor = most people either get scared or acting coy, so brain meltdown when gf is very bold/forward etc. (Ignoring all of JD arc lmaoooo.)

(Please don't repost/tag the wrestlers or refer to my doodles as content tq)

#rhea ripley #liv morgan #rhea x liv #liv4brutality #rhea ripley x liv morgan #doodles #fanart #wwe fanart #i've only been a wrestling fan for like 5 days but these two are so much fun i am in love #i cant take the recent wwe storyline seriously #the jd stuff is just cringe and not in an endearing way for me haha

[creativekha0s]

Rhea Ripley x Liv Morgan oneshot! You know one of these times I’ll stop myself from cutting it short before the good stuff happens. But you have to keep the readers wanting more 😅 Anywayyyys, enjoy!

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She was stood up. Again. This was the third time in the last two months and exactly why she hated these modern dating apps. No one knew what the hell they wanted these days or how to make their mind up.

In the corner table of the bar, Liv Morgan sat with two glasses of beer. Well, the one she ordered for herself was empty. The one for her supposed date she downed more than half of its contents while she waited patiently, and then impatiently. She checked her phone one last time at the messages she had sent that were left unanswered before she ended up blocking said person. But in her sudden frustration, that wasn’t enough. Three times in two months? Liv deleted the app from her phone and down the second glass of beer before heading over to the bar counter and took an empty seat at the very end.

“Can I order a Manhattan please?” Liv asked the tall tattooed bombshell of a bartender that she didn’t remember seeing on her way in here earlier, but she was also really excited for this date tonight that she put a lot of positive vibes towards. “You know what? Fuck it, make it two.”

“Coming right up, love.” Liv wasn’t expecting the accent, she stared for a moment with a smile then leaned her elbows on the counter with intrigue. “Rough night I take it? I’ve only started my shift half an hour ago, but every time I glanced toward your table you were by yourself still.”

Liv nodded her head and let out a soft sigh. “Yeah, you could say that. Sort of one of those ‘disappointed but not surprised’ kind of deals.” A frown flashed across her lips. “They didn’t show up again.”

“You poor thing. Well love, my name is Rhea and my job tonight is to make sure you walk out of here in higher spirits.” Rhea put together one of her finest Manhattan drinks she could make and set it on a bar napkin in front of Liv. “Starting right now. Oh, hang on. This one’s on me.” Two shot glasses were set up on the bar counter between Rhea and Liv so Rhea could poor them out two shots of straight whiskey.

“To new friends?” Liv asked while raising her shot glass.

“To not letting down pretty girls.”

“You can call me Liv.”

“To Liv.” Rhea raised her glass with a slight smirk and tapped their glasses together before knocking it back at the same time as Liv. She noticed how the blonde wasn’t affected by the stinging sensation in the back of her throat and raised her smirk even more.

Throughout the night, Liv sipped at her Manhattan while she got to know Rhea the bartender, or Rhea Ripley as she soon found out. It was a slower night than steady being only a Tuesday night so Rhea didn’t have much to do other than tend to the occasional patron that walked up. Some tried to get her attention more than others but it was almost to no point, as her attention was completely fixated on Liv Morgan the entire night. They talked about various topics from where they were from, what they did for a living, a few embarrassing stories from their childhood to present, etc.

It didn’t take that long for either of them to memorize each other’s smiles and what they sounded like when they laughed.

Liv was more pleased at the fact that she stuck around here in the first place rather than calling it an early night with some ice cream and late night television. And she was glad that she did. The only depressing part, after sharing another shot with Rhea and ordering another Manhattan, was how quickly the night passed by talking with her.

“Get them in everyone, last call.” Rhea called out.

When Liv closed out her tab for the night, she waited patiently at her stool for Rhea to close up for the rest of the night, the two chatting casually as the bartender wiped down the counter, refilled ice and replace empty bottles. Once everything was in order for the night, the two walked out together as the last two people for the night.

“You sure you’re okay with getting yourself home now??” Rhea locked the front door to the bar and grabbed out her car keys while noticing Liv didn’t do the same. Then she looked at the parking lot and then back to the blonde.

“It’s a long story.” Liv giggled out. “I’m just going through it right now. Got stood up tonight, my car broke down a few days ago, everything’s a mess. But I’m fine with-“

“Oh get in, would ya?” Rhea chuckled and the two got inside of Rhea’s car, taking Liv around their quiet town at the end of the night with light music on the radio playing, she took directions from Liv to find the way to her apartment. When she parked, that was when the tension slightly built up when the radio was the only sound they heard other than complete awkward silence.

“Well Rhea, you certainly performed well above my expectations. My spirits could not be any higher, thanks to you.”

“What’s that saying again? When you love what you do, you’ll never have to work a day in your life?” The accented Aussie chuckled to herself for throwing a cheesy line at her so suddenly and then cleared her throat. “It was great meeting you tonight, Liv, and-“

“Would you be okay with walking me to my front door?” Liv suddenly asked. “I mean, I’m not staggering or anything. But hey, wouldn’t wanna hit my head or anything?”

Rhea nodded her head and turned her car off while hurrying to grab the passenger door on the other side for Liv to exit from. The two walked up slowly to the front door to Liv’s apartment and their slight height difference showed better now that there wasn’t a bar counter between them as the two gazed at each other.

“It was beyond amazing meeting you tonight as well, Rhea. And if I’m being honest?” Liv took out her keys and turned towards her door to unlock it. “Like brutally honest, actually. I haven’t connected with someone like this in, like, forever. And I really would like to do it again, so maybe-“

When Liv turned back around, Rhea had closed the space that was between them, leaning her head down to capture the blonde’s lips between hers. It wasn’t too sudden to take Liv off guard but just at the right time for her liking. Their kiss broke slowly to turn into another kiss with Liv’a hands finding Rhea’s waist and Rhea’s hand cupping Liv’s face.

After a few several moments of locking lips and testing how well their tongues danced together, they broke off and the two chuckled at one another.

“Can I be brutally honest too?” Rhea asked and Liv nodded her head. “I thought about kissing you probably….twenty minutes after we met.” The taller girl bit her lip nervously unsure of where to go from here. “Maybe I should spend the night with you. You know, to make sure you don’t hit your head on anything besides your pillow…”

“Yeah…and in the morning?” Liv asked with an innocent look in her eyes, biting her own lip cautiously as well. “I might suffer a hangover and could smack my head on the corner of my drawer. Or slip in the shower.”

“You shouldn’t even be walking right now if we’re being honest.” Rhea raised her eyebrow and Liv caught the hint instantly. The blonde’s arms wrapped around the taller girl’s neck and Rhea hunched down to pick Liv up and wrapped her legs around her waist tightly. “Much safer this way.”

“So strong, my hero.” Liv giggled with their faces close together, alcohol infused breath coming out of their mouths, with something so much more sparking between them that they both felt. Reaching back, Liv opened her door and crashed her lips back to Rhea’s as she led them inside the apartment, quickly locking the door back up, and carrying her and Liv quickly but carefully to her bed, quick gasps escaping both of their mouths after every time as they craved each other more once behind closed doors.

#liv 4 brutality #writing #liv morgan x rhea ripley #liv x rhea #rhea ripley x liv morgan #rhea x liv #liv morgan #rhea ripley #women of wwe #WWE

[bunnicherie]

do you have any head cannons for nesting omega Rhea

Ooooh, why yes!

See, Omega Rhea likes comfort whenever she's nesting. It took her quite a few years to be confident enough to even try making one.

Liv was the first person she ever felt comfortable to make a nest with. And Liv was so, so good, so kind...such a good Alpha. And Rhea left her anyway. Because she was too insecure with herself, scared that Liv would eventually leave her one day. So she did what she thought anyone would do in a situation like this : she left Liv first.

Anyway this isn't time for angst.

During heat, Rhea feels like cooked bacon, so she always love when air conditioner is on, on the coldest setting possible, just so that she can snuggle inside her mass of soft, fuzzy blankets and pillows. She also like stuffed toys nearby too so she can snuggle when she's feeling lonely...

If any of her alphas are nearby, she'd love to have them in her nest with her, because to her it would mean they actually care about her and dont think she's a burden. She loves praises, specially when they are about her nest.

If she's with Dom, for example, she loves snuggling so deep into his arms as if they're about to merge into one. She looooves his scent! It's so calming! Cedarwood with a hint of cinnamon and spices! Whenever Dom playfully bites her mating mark, or squeezes her, Rhea can't help but giggle and purr. Same goes for any other alphas of hers :)

She loves scents, loves having them on her nest specifically. Makes her feel safe.

Also, i have a feeling she hates snacks during heat(or not), specially if she's nesting as well. She just hates getting her nests dirty. And she doesn't want to leave her comfort place so sometimes she accidentally oversleeps and forgets to eat something. :3

#ᥲ᥉ks? why yes! ✍🏻 #omega!rhearipley #rhea ripley #rhea ripley x liv morgan #rhea ripley x dominik mysterio

[suckerpunch-wrestlinggirls]

📚🌈 Sucker Punch: Pretty Devils is coming out on March 20th after a whole year of pouring my L4B soul into this story. 💜

Who's on board?

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[specialinterestshows]

Tensions come to a head in this latest chapter of my Rhea Ripley x lady!reader fic

Warnings for this section: Social anxiety, jealousy/possessive behavior, choking

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Absolute Smokeshow (Part 36 of ?): Fight Or Flight Club

Putting away your belongings and leftover snacks that had been strewn across the couch during the second half of the show, you felt a sharp spike of anxiety as the last match of the night ended. Thankfully, the Judgment Day had managed to win their match, despite Damian and Finn going right back to arguing almost immediately after. You had seen Rhea grin and hoist her championship belt in the air, one arm around Dominik - a sight that no longer bothered you as much as it once did - celebrating the victory. She had to be in a better mood now. Standing up, you dust crumbs off the front of your top and skirt before slinging your bag over one shoulder.

After you’re only a few steps down the hall, you hear a cheery voice call your name and turn to see Liv Morgan, skipping over and waving at you.

“Did you enjoy the show?” she asked, catching up to you.

“It was pretty good,” you admit, looking her over before asking, “Are you okay after that fight earlier?”

“I’m just fine, cutie,” she says, smiling and winking, making you blush, “Maybe a bit sore, but that was barely a scuffle. Takes more than that to stop me!”

You couldn’t help but smile at her energy and optimism; it was strangely refreshing. She joined you on your walk back to the locker rooms while the two of you chatted about the show. It was difficult to remember the last time you met a woman who seemed so genuinely bubbly - her smile was contagious. Walking next to her, you felt much better about going to talk to Rhea and work things out.

“You’re really perky for someone who gets in fights and beats people up for a living,” you joke, trying not to stare too much at the beautiful woman beside you.

“I don’t usually get into fights, I compete in matches,” she clarified, “It’s all by the book unless I need to defend myself or a friend.”

“Ah, so you beat people up fairly,” you reply.

Laughing, the two of you enter the locker room.

“Just WHAT THE FUCK do you think you’re doing?!”

Both you and Liv - whose hand rested on your arm - froze and turned to see Rhea storming over after having hissed at the two of you. Terrified and unsure whether she was talking to you or Liv, you backed away instinctively as Liv moved to stand between you and Rhea.

“What are you doing touching her?” she snarled at Liv, inches away from her face, “You of all people should know better than to mess with Rhea. Bloody. Ripley.”

“Look, I’m not doing anything to make her uncomfortable, and I get that you want to protect your girlfriend but-“ Liv began, trying to keep a level tone before Rhea lifted her by her throat and slammed her into a nearby locker, holding her there.

“She’s not my girlfriend,” Rhea growled, making you feel like your heart had been shattered in your chest as she continued to hold a squirming Liv against the lockers.

“Rhe!” you yell, vision getting slightly blurry as you tear up, “Stop!”

Liv coughed and gasped for air as she fell to the ground, holding one of the hands she’d been using to try and pry Rhea’s fingers open to the sore spot on her neck.

“Why am I here?” you shout at Rhea, seeing the confidence in her manner falter as you do, “If you’re just going to hurt me and act like this, why am I here? Why did you even invite me?”

It seemed like, for the first time, Rhea was at a complete loss for words as you slowly approached Liv - cautiously keeping your eye on Rhea - and helped her stand up.

“Here, I’ll help get you to medical,” you tell Liv, gaze still on Rhea, gently putting an arm around Liv’s shoulder, “I need a new cold pack for my hand anyway.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” you said to Liv after the two of you walked out into the hall.

“I’ve had to deal with her before,” she waved a carefree hand, still smiling despite having been choked only moments earlier, “How are you doing, though, hon? That was… a lot.” She gave the arm you still had around her shoulders a squeeze - you had been so distraught by what had just happened that you hadn’t thought to move away yet. Feeling your face grow warm, you pull back before answering, “I… don’t think I can let myself feel how I’m doing just yet,” you say before hurriedly adding, “If that makes sense.”

Liv nods, wincing slightly as she does.

“I’m so sorry she did that,” you say.

“You don’t have to apologize for her, hon,” Liv sighs, gingerly touching her neck, “In fact, I would be surprised if she didn’t apologize to you before the end of the night. I was a bit busy trying to breathe again, but I’m still pretty sure I saw real regret in her eyes after you yelled back at her.”

[end part thirty-six of ?]

Part 37: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/727406121467445248/absolute-smokeshow-part-37-of-let-me-talk-to

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